Rusty Widow
04.PACKAGE COMING

*One month later*

Alika gets a phone call from her sister Nindia. Alika does not know why her sister called in the morning even alika was still asleep. Alika's phone continues to ring until it makes her sleep disturbed. Alika picked up the phone without seeing who called her.

"Yes Hello!" Sahut alika put her phone in the ear with her eyes still closed.

"Hallo brother! I just wanted to tell you. All the packages came today! I've paid for everything and my sister just accepts!" Nindia said across her phone.

Alika was surprised to round her eyes and instantly rose from her sleep. "Seriously you nin? Today all the packages come?" Tanya Alika made sure with a position that still rounded her eyes in disbelief.

"Yeah! Maybe until the house at 10, so I call kaka first to be ready to wait for the package!" Say again nindia to make alika smile wide.

"Yes, I'm ready first! Nin.. Thanks ya!" Sahut alika before closing the phone.

"Yes the same! I hope you are a successful entrepreneur!" Nindia spoke in her pure tone.

"Amiin!" Sahut alika and see his phone because his call has been cut off.

Alika looked at the sky in her room and her lips always smiled widely. "What dream did I have last night to get a present this big?" Alika was grateful for what she had received.

Alika got up from her bed and came out of her room to rush her bath. Alika is very happy today because she will open a business for her income costs every day. But the happiness of alika is seen by ema who passed her by after alika came out of the bathroom.

"That's so happy of you! Did you get togel yah?" Asked the curious ema to see Alika always widen her smile.

"Yeah! I'm out of the lottery!" Reply alika then passed by leaving Ema still standing like a statue.

"Why him? What's up in the lottery really, huh?" Ema was still heard by herself.

Alika is ready to beautify herself and bathe her child and replace her clothes. Alika continues to sing until her son feels happy to make his legs kick alika nendang and his hands are also active to grab the hair alika who is still wet. As if his son knew that Alika was happy and sang until the little one who jigged so that his mother could laugh cheerfully.

Not felt until 10 hours more packages are awaited yet to come. Alika continued to wait in the house until the clock showed at 11 noon. When alika turned around to enter her house she was surprised by a box car carrying a lot of goods and alika undoes her intention to go back in and stepped toward the car that was parked in front of the gate of her house.

"What package is mas?" Ask alika to a man who dizzy looking for the address to be addressed.

"It's probably a washing machine package on behalf of alika's mother from anindia's mother!" Sahut the man by carrying a paper in his hand to be signed by the recipient of the package.

"Oooh it's my mas! Bring it into everything!" Alika told the package worker to bring her in.

"Can you see mother? I fear I am wrong! Just make sure!" The man's voice was then taken by Alika.

"So soon I'll take the ktp." Say alika again and step in to take her ktp in the room and then come back out and give her ktp to the man who delivered the package. "It's my mas ktp!" Said alika thrust her ktp at the man in front of her.

"Alika! Who bought the washing machine?" Ask ema with her curious face.

"I mah! I'll open a laundry business! So that I can make money without bothering mama again!" Sahut alika made ema round her eyes.

"Where did you buy this expensive thing?" Ema asked again, more curious.

"I borrow capital from Nindia! And her good nindia she ordered everything herself let me sit sweetly taking care of my son at home!" Replied alika and ema who heard it shook her head in disbelief.

"Mama can't believe it! Nindia may not want to spend that much money just for your business capital that is not necessarily advanced!" Said ema felt in disbelief because ema tau nindia typical child calculation and stingy even impossible for ema if nindia want to spend her money that much.

"If my mother doesn't believe me? Ask her yourself about her!" Sahut alika and leave Ema who is still standing in front of the goods that have been tidied up.

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One week later, Alika continued to try to market his business in various ways so that his business was selling and many were willing to wash his clothes. By marketing through online media to paste paper on the wall of an empty house using his bicycle while holding his little one using his shawl cloth. Alika keeps trying to make her business selling sweet and successful. Not long after Alika was at home there was someone who contacted his phone to ask to take his clothes so that in the laundry on alika. With alika quickly put her child in her grandmother and run small to the yard take a bicycle and then immediately pedal his bike with the scorching heat so that he does not care about his skin will be black because for him can make more money that's his dream. Shortly alika pedaling her bike has now reached the home of someone who contacted her earlier.

"Excuse me..! I'm sorry I'm taking clothes for laundry!" Alika said politely.

"Yeah mbak! Wait a minute, you'll be wearing the same clothes with mom!" Sahut teenage woman who is none other than a servant in the house.

Who will melaundry on alika is also a typical culinary entrepreneur especially if not seblak. Alika waited for the owner of the stall seblak and finally came out carrying 3 large bags of crackle making alika round her eyes. Because alika does not know where to put it while she only uses a bicycle with 1 basket in the front.

"This is his shirt! Wash off the iron, ma'am! And please it's a little dirty white uniform, can you ask her to be white again like new!" Said the owner of a seblak stall named goddess.

"God willing I will do it! Means Sunday afternoon I'll drop you here?" Sahut alika tries to stay friendly despite having a lot of questions in her head.

"Yeah mbak! Thanks ya? I hope you can be a regular customer!" Say another goddess with a big smile.

"Yeah mbak! Excuse me first!" Answer alika and carry her large bag of crackles to take home using her bicycle.

Alika tries to stay stable while pedaling her bike so that her shirt does not fall when Alika takes her. Alika continued to pedal her bike until sweat poured starting from the forehead of her neck and back. Alika felt that her neck felt very dry because she was pedaling her bike in the hot sun. Alika keeps trying hard to get to her house. Unwittingly the two twin mountains alika also wet because her son has not been breastfeeding since two hours ago. Alika was really soaked in sweat and milk that continued to flow profusely like tap water that had not been turned off. Alika pedals her bike by continuing to babble encouraging herself not to give up because this is only at the beginning of running her business.

"Come alika! Spirit for cuan!" Muttered alika with a breath that was stingy pedaling his bicycle.

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